Not the Perfect Wife
31. In lock
Today Avi has been allowed to go home, Zahran brought him to his parents' house on the grounds that someone noticed him. Though in fact he did not want Avi to be in his house, his house and Yasna, only Yasna who will be the mistress in the house.
Zahran sits on the porch next to the house. He thought about everything that had happened to him lately, especially after the breakup with Yasna. When he was with Yasna, Zahran always smiled, even though there was no child among them.
"What's wrong with you, Ran?" ask Faida who just came.
"It's okay, Ma."
"Aren't you able to accept the presence of your second daughter?"
"Come, Ma. Zahran was disappointed."
"Whenever she remains your biological daughter, male or female, you must be able to accept God's will." Faida tried to give understanding.
"Why is it now that Mama is talking about God's will? Why not long ago, when I was with Yasna?" ask Zahran.
"Because you want what's best for you."
"Best for Mama, not me." Zahran left his mother.
"Rone ... Zahran!" Faida called Zahran with a shout. However, the summoned one did not care at all.
"You know, Mama's guilty of you, but all that Mama did for you" Faida murmured.
While Zahran drives his car to Yasna's house, he longs to see her, hoping she misses him too.
Zahran had reached where he was headed. The house looked deserted, there seemed to be no one inside. Zahran decided to wait in the car.
Time was almost maghrib, but the owner of the house did not come. Zahran decided to go to the nearest musholla on foot, he knew enough of the surrounding residents, first if he stayed at his former in-law's house, Hilman's father would invite prayers at the mosque.
"Zahran, are you here?" ask Mr. Rt who happens to be his house close to Yasna's parents' house.
"Yes, Sir. I just want to silaturrahmi," Zahran replied by shaking Mr. Rt's hand. They walk while talking.
"I'm sorry before, you better not come see Yasna, I don't mean anything. You are divorced is not good if you meet often, let alone you are married, I only feel sorry for Yasna who is always a neighbor's gossip" said Mr. Rt.
Zahran fell silent, all this time he had never thought about Yasna, before Hilman's father also warned him, but he only considered it his former in-laws reason to forbid him to meet Yasna. Now someone else is saying the same thing, but he can't stay away from Yasna.
"Try to understand Yasna's position, I take ablution first." Mr. Rt left Zahran with his thoughts.
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While Yasna was still at Fazilah's house, today she decided to stay the night. He also sent a message to his mother that he would stay at Fazilah's house. He had not stayed until morning with his friend.
"Fa, don't you want to get married?" ask Yasna
"No."
"Why?"
"Gue doesn't want honey."
"You're quipping me?"
"Yes,"
Yasna threw the pillow she was wearing towards Fazilah, making them chuckle.
"You're weird, who would marry you? there is no boyfriend" said Fazilah.
"Whose picture you use to make that status?" ask Yasna.
"Friends only."
"What friend is a friend?" goda Yasna blinked her eyes.
"Truly friends, don't wink, your eyes squint later."
"The guy's handsome, suits you well."
"Gue is the same he's different, he's the boss in the office, while I'm? You know for yourself," said Fazilah lethargic.
"So you have the same feeling as him?" ask Yasna.
"Eh, no," said Fazilah
"You've been playing with secrets, same to me." Yasna pretended to sulk.
"No, I don't have anything to do with him."
"Related?"
"I know myself enough, Na. He is too far out of my reach" Fazilah said with his head lowered.
"Whatever your decision is, I will always support you." Yasna grasped Fazilah's fingers to give him strength.
"Nothing, you're working tomorrow so, sleep now!" Yasna's orders.
"Lo staying here just to sleep?" ask Fazilah.
"The name is sleep, sleep."
"That's not what I mean."
"Here you go, let's go to sleep!"
Fazilah could only snort in annoyance. However, he still follows Yasna's orders to sleep. Yasna smiled, actually she also wanted to chat a lot of things with her best friend, but tomorrow they have to work, unlike before, they are free to sleep at what time and wake up at what time.
*****
"Assalamualaik."
"Girishalashalam, Yasna. Come, in!" bring Karina.
"I brought you some fried rice, Mom. This is guaranteed not to be salty," said Yasna smiling.
"Sorry, yeah. Yesterday it was Aydin."
"No papa, Mom. I understand."
"Good morning" said a new woman, who else if not Tisya.
"Morning," said Karina.
"Hi, you again. You come here every day?" ask Yasna Tisya.
"No, only occasionally" replied Yasna.
Tisya nodded, in fact he was eager to scold Yasna, but it seemed that Karina was very close to the woman, she could not possibly give the impression of not being kind anymore.
"I want to wake Emran up, Mom." Tisya left just like that after saying his wish.
"Tissue." Karina wanted to prevent it. However, late.
Karina looked at Yasna, who was smiling. While Tisya tried to open the door to Emran's room, but could not. It looks like Emran locked it from the inside.
Ever since that day, Emran has locked his room. Preventing is better, isn't it!
"Why, Yes?" asked Karina who saw Tisya coming back listlessly. He thought, maybe Emran threw him out.
"Emran's room is in the lock, Auntie," replied Tisya.
Hearing Tisya's reply, Karina held back from laughing in front of Tisya. While Yasna was just smiling, she was happy that Emran was still willing to take care of her feelings.
"Mother," call the new Afrin out of the room.
"It's really pretty Afrin today" Yasna praised.
"Five kacih" said Afrin.
"Sister, where?" ask Karina.
"In kamal wear shoes" replied Afrin.
"Good morning" said Emran.
"Morning, Emran," said Tisya with a smile.
Emran is shocked to see the arrival of two women in his house, especially the presence of Yasna. Hasn't Yasna decided to keep them apart for a while, but why is she here now?
"Here, I take it," said Tisya.
"No need, I can do it myself" Emran said, scooping the fried rice he believed was made by Yasna, in view of the same appearance as yesterday.
"You, eat fried rice. It will be again." Tisya glanced towards Yasna.
"God not, Ma'am. I have reduced the salt" said Yasna.
They eat quietly, occasionally looking for attention on Emran and Karina.
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